Novel & Cerita Harvey Specter Haircut

Harvey complemented and planted a kiss on her cheeks. " Now, let's get to the way. " He said as he started the car. Now that Ava looked at Harvey clearly, she realized he was putting on a casual clothes too and his hair was styled differently. His new style brought out his youthful vibe and he looked like a university hunk that made girls lose their minds at first sight because of his hot baddass look!

Desmond, the psychiatrist who was treating her for PTSD a year and a half ago. Dr. Desmond was wearing a freshly pressed suit, his toupee combed smartly to the side and his pale grey eyes were peering anxiously towards Harvey. Beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously, looking ill at ease from the flurry of attention that he was receiving. The kind doctor will be easy pickings for the sweet tongued Harvey Specter. After Dr. Desmond repeated his oath, Harvey sauntered towards him like the predator that he is and asked his first question.

He even had shaved off his inappropriate hair and kept a more general buzz cut. However, this kind of hairstyle suited Hector a lot. He did not look as untidied as he was when he was keeping a long hairstyle. After shaving his hair off and putting on different clothes, Hector gave off a totally different vibe. Even his arrogance and domineering behavior that stemmed from Madam Vanderbilt’s spoiling could no longer be found. At the same time, a female customer took a liking to a pink crystal bracelet. She brought it to him and asked if it looked good on her or not.

The two-seater couch, clearly meant for two people, had been filled with her outstretched legs. She lazily swiooed through the magazine, with a wineglass on a saucepan on the table, with cookies and biscuits beside it. Hearing their steps, Harvey looked up from his face. A feral, mocking smirk played on his lips once Rory left his father's back. He took in his appearance. There was a slight change in him if you looked very closely. His hair was messy and disheveled, his lips swollen, and his shirt wrinkled. Disgusting faggot. He thought in his head as he eyed Rory and his father.

I replied. They both looked at each other like this was an amusing game. I can already tell that even though they seem like mean fighting machines they are nothing but jokesters underneath it all. "I was going to cut my hair today, that's what we usually do so that people can tell us apart but, we have crazed elders on the loose so that got put on hold." One replied. A haircut? I could do that. I mean how hard could it be? "How do you usually cut it?" I asked. "I usually buzz cut the sides but leave the top a little longer to style it." He replied. Now that I look I can see that his hair is shorter than his brothers. "Okay, let's do it then." I replied smiling. His smile dropped from his fac

he said. I didn't answered back. I entered in one room. Okay, let's get our skin treated. It's been a while I did derma. I usually do my own skin care routine at house. ~~ Raven POV "What haircut do you want, sir?" "An undercut, please," I see my reflection on the mirror. Eve is right, my hair is a bit long. She doesn't see me fresh. I should look fresh. It took an almost thirty minutes in doing my hair. I wonder what Everleigh is doing. What's in that room?

I didn't like it and it had me pouting my lips in anger. “It's not funny,” I eyed him with a shirt hiss. He pushed the laptop aside, raising his hands into the air as if to say he is surrendering. “I didn't say anything, ma'am.” He joked. I huffed and pushed my hair out of my face in anger. It has been irritating me of late. “I hate this hair. I'm just going to cut it.” I hissed as I tugged at a mass. “Oh, no. You will do no such thing,” Harold was beside me in seconds. He gently pried my hands off my hair. “You have no idea how much you will hate your decision once your eyes are cleared.” He started to help me pack my hair.

Which is funny because both our moods was already ruined at that point. "Alright. First, we are serving Miss Hugh a Defamation Notice and Demand Letter stating a retraction of her allegations and a public detailed apology." Mr. Harvey says in his polite professional tone. I have met the man only twice and I have never met anybody who matched their voice physically as he did. "The alternative being?" I prod. "Well, I don't think she would want the alternative." Mr. Harvey chuckles, the others on the call echo the laughter. I don't find the humour but I let it pass. It is not their hearts that is being shredded right now.

Radyn let out a shaky breath. "You drive me crazy, little demon," Radyn breathed, his tone kept to a low murmur. Scarlet smirked at him, running her hands through his hair. A few days ago, Radyn had decided to have his hair shaved at the sides with a heavily styled tapered undercut. As much as he tried to look more sophisticated, his curly hair would defy any sorts of hair gel and fly freely. --- ((TW TW TW!)) ---